“What in the God’s name was that?!”
 
Foret boomed at the terrified cub. She stayed against the ground, shaking as she refused to look at him in fear of being punished. The sweet scent of leaves was now bitter and sour against her nostrils. Light illuminated from beneath the curtains of her only escape. But she can’t leave.
 
She felt his burning stare against her as she heard his heavy breathing. His heavy stomps were heard as he towered above her.
 
“Stand.”
 
She didn’t have a choice but rise onto her shaking limbs. Her gaze burned onto the ground and caught the sight of burnt brown hooves.
 
“Do you have a clue of what you have done!?”
 
Beatz jumped a bit at his loud voice and bowed down her head in shame. She could feel the guilt eating her on the inside. His grassy mist was almost intoxicating, and in a bad way. She hesitantly looked up, her ears laying down in fear.
 
“I-I’m sorry… I-I jus-st wanted t-to p-p-play with f-friends…”
 
“You think you deserve to have friends!? After what you’ve done!?” His eyes were sharp and almost glowing, spewing stardust nonstop.
 
“Now your act of foolishness have exposed our hideout to the hunters! You broke the number one law, you useless cub!”
 
She let out a small whimper as she stepped back when he got close, tears filling her eyes as she couldn’t look away from him.
 
“I should’ve killed you since the day you were born… If it weren’t for your mother…” He grumbled lowly, glaring at her.
 
“I r-really a-apologize… A-all I w-wanted is to be l-like other h-howlers…” She managed to whimper out, hoping he would have mercy. Blood dripped from her wound which caught his attention.
 
“You mean those puny little ponies, am I right?” His voice was dangerously calm. Her mind recalled the happy ponies she saw and the ones with beautiful cutie marks on their flanks. She wanted to be like them. To have a cutie mark and have friends. She wanted to be normal.
 
Shamefully, she bowed her head down, nodding ever so slightly.
 
He let out a ‘tch’ sound in disgust, “I knew I shouldn’t have let your disgraceful father mate with Celine… Those useless ponies just keep corrupting our species…”
 
She looked up at him, her eyes widening as he snarled at her, “So, you want to be just like THEM, huh? You want to have an embarrassing mark on your flank, don’t you?”
 
Fear leaped up to her throat, holding her tongue as she was forced to lower herself down as he towered above her completely. His shadow devoured her entirely as he bared his teeth, his fangs growing twice as long. A loud scream escaped her as he leaped down towards her but she dodged it.
 
She tried to make a run towards her escape but his strong tail hit her hard against her bruised legs. She flopped onto the ground, far away from the gate as she sobbed. Fire electrocuted through her when she tried to stand up, crying out in pain. His heavy stomps were heard before a heavy hoof was set against her neck and her tail, pinning her to the ground.
 
She struggled beneath him, her shrunk pupils staring at him in fear as his sharp fangs got close to her flank. She felt her skin burning as his fang sunk into her. She let out a blood curdling scream as he dragged his fang against her flank, his eyes dilating at the taste of hybrid blood. The pain was so intense, especially when he dug his fang deeper, causing the blood to gush out from her flesh. Her eyes began to roll to the back of her head, black spots covering her vision as her head hit the ground. Feeling extremely dizzy and her adrenaline was pumping high, she didn’t feel him pulling away and flipping her to the other side. Her wound pressed harshly against the rocky ground, causing it to sting.
 
She caught a glimpse of him getting high of her hybrid blood as he pressed his fang onto her flank, before her vision went dark.
 
 
I actually really like how this one turned out sksksk. I decided to rework Foret since his old design did not make any sense. Anyway, I don’t know if I mentioned this before but since hybrids are extremely rare, their blood is like part of the holy grail for other howlers. It’s like alcohol for him but sweeter and more delicious. That’s why hybrids barely exist since once they are born, the alpha feasts on them immediately for the blood. Anyway, I really think I did a good job in setting the atmosphere sksks what do you think?